HP When Harry is a Genius

The "small welcome banquet" that Lucius held for Harry at the Malfoy Manor that night brought almost half of the Slytherin house, and of course their parents—Slytherins who had graduated.

Harry wore the dress that Narcissa had prepared for him, and according to the instructions of Draco standing beside him, and according to the needs of the Malfoy family, he gave these people different degrees of etiquette one by one.

Every guest who was shaken by him showed a flattered expression, and whispers came from the corner from time to time:

"Merlin, Malfoy really did it!"

"It's really Harry Potter."

"The savior really appeared in the pure blood camp!"

"Dumbledore is going mad."

"Nice job, Lucius!"

"I think Potter is more in line with our Slytherin temperament."

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Draco was a little uneasy, and he whispered to Harry, "My father insisted on this. My mother and I have persuaded him, but he won't listen to me."

Harry smiled gently at Draco, and the smile seemed to reveal the exhaustion of secretly enduring: "It's okay, who made you my best friend. But, you have to remember, you owe me too favor."

Draco shook Harry's hand emotionally, and he raised his chin arrogantly: "Malfoy is never afraid to owe favors."

Harry smiled and said nothing, he really didn't think it mattered.Perhaps the average child would loathe such social situations, but Harry was at home with it.

He is happy to deal with different smart people, and he believes in the principle of "interest first" in the London Stock Exchange.Long before he formally entered the wizarding world, Harry had taken Polyjuice Potion several times, dressed up as an adult, and attended high-end parties among elite Muggle investors.

The days at Weasley's Burrow had made him relaxed and laid-back, but now at Malfoy Manor he was excited and happy.

Perhaps as the sorting hat said at the beginning, he is more suitable for Slytherin and Ravenclaw than Gryffindor.

As for whether his appearance at the Pure Blood Banquet at Malfoy Manor would represent some kind of political signal, Harry said he didn't care at all.

After all, he is just a well-behaved 12-year-old wizard who goes to visit his classmate's house. He doesn't understand the complicated political games among adults at all, can he?

Harry wouldn't admit it, he'd been secretly smug all through the party, because he'd finally been able to calm Dumbledore a little bit.

When he finally finished meeting everyone, Harry saw Lucius walking into the hall with a stocky little man.

The little man was wearing a pinstriped suit, a bright red tie, purple pointed boots, and a dark green top hat. He seemed no different from the other guests here.

The corner of Harry's mouth twitched, and he whispered to Draco, "Is this the small banquet your father said? A small banquet that even the Minister of Magic came to attend?"

Draco shrugged and said to Harry in the same low voice: "My dad said you need to make more powerful friends, that I need to use you to elevate the status of the Malfoy family in the wizarding world. However, I didn't expect that either. The minister will come, my father was not close to him on the surface before, he has been controlled by Dumbledore."

Harry nodded thoughtfully. He had heard that Fudge had only become Minister for Magic two years earlier, after Millicent had resigned because Dumbledore had refused to serve.But he also heard that Fudge had always wanted to get rid of Dumbledore's influence.

But these news all come from various low-level gossip tabloids in the wizarding world, so they can't be taken seriously.

At this time, Lucius and Fudge had already arrived in front of them.

"Harry, Draco, it is my great honor to introduce to you, this is Mr. Cornelius Fudge, the greatest Minister of Magic we have ever had. Dear Minister, this is Harry Potter Sir, friends of the dog, this is the dog, Draco Malfoy. It is my honor to introduce them to you." Lucius said triumphantly.

Fudge and Harry shook hands, his moustache was upturned triumphantly: "Mr. Potter, nice to meet you. I think you are very interested in my "New Muggle Protection Act."

"A fine piece of law indeed, and I'm glad to meet you too, sir," said Harry.

Lucius said equally flatteringly: "This is the most perfect law I have ever seen! Thanks to your wisdom and kindness, it can come into being." Although he was cursing loudly at Bokin Burke's shop a few days ago The man who issued this code is a complete fool and a softass.

At this time, two more people came in front of Harry with wine glasses.Harry recognized the tall, lanky boy in the back as Theodore Nott of Slytherin.

"Oh, dear Harry, let me introduce you." Lucius affectionately called Harry by his first name instead of his last name, as if he wanted to show off his close relationship with Harry in front of this hunchbacked man, "This It's my old buddy Knott and his son."

Harry took the initiative to reach out his hand to Mr. Nott: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Nott. Theodore and I are classmates, and we take many courses together in the first grade. To tell you the truth, I have always I really want to be friends with Theodore, I admire his potion talent."

Theodore Nott looked at Harry inexplicably.

"Oh, I'm glad to meet you too, Mr. Porter." Mr. Nott looked very happy, he stood on his toes up and down, his mustache almost turned up.

He clasped Harry with his right hand proudly, and with his left hand he pulled his reluctant son to Harry's face: "Theodore often mentions you to me, and he has always wanted to be friends with you."

Theo Donoint looked at Harry in embarrassment, and he subconsciously glanced at Draco who was standing beside him, as if complaining: Did you talk nonsense with Potter?

Harry smiled and squeezed Mr. Nott's right hand tightly: "I think Theodore and I will become very good friends."

Mr. Nott smiled even wider.

By the time Harry managed to escape from the Slytherin circle, the banquet was almost over.

Although Fudge has been using the "New Muggle Protection Act" to win over Harry during this period, Harry feels that Fudge himself does not seem to agree with some details of this law.

Harry tugged at Draco's sleeve: "Where's Sev?"

"He's sleeping in the guest room, he's very angry that my dad didn't tell him that there will be a banquet here tonight." Draco waved his hand and said helplessly.

The guests had already begun to take their leave, and Harry and Draco quietly left the hall.

"Sev~" Harry pushed open the door of the guest room.

"I thought the famous sage Potter had forgotten about his poor potions professor." Snape sat up from the sofa and looked at Harry coldly.

"Dean, Harry sneaks here whenever he has time." Draco helped Harry explain.

"Your peacock father with his screen open and showing off his feathers everywhere should be content!" Snape said to Draco extremely dissatisfied, "he finally got what he wanted tonight and hooked up with Fudge openly."

"Sev, did you receive the box of medical books I sent you? You didn't even reply!" Harry coquettishly.

"Do you think Muggle knowledge is of any value? It's all unrealistic illusions and delusions!" Snape snorted through his nose, and said, "I've only read half of it."

"That's good. With Seaver's habit of seeing is believing, he has already tested half of that box of pharmacopoeia in such a short period of time. He must have been sleeping and forgetting to eat and sleep all day and night. It's really amazing!" Harry said happily explain.

Snape froze and gave Harry a hard look.Harry found helplessly that the people of Slytherin seemed to have big eyes.

"Okay, here you are." Snape handed Harry a notebook, then turned his head and looked at Draco dissatisfied: "Tell your father, whose brains were washed with slug mucus, next time he If you dare to let me appear on such an occasion, don't expect me to dispense medicine for Malfoy Manor!"

Then, he walked away, leaving Malfoy Manor from the fireplace without stopping for a second.

Harry opened the notebook Snape had given him, and it was densely packed with research ideas and notes written by Snape on the Muggle medical materials he had sent.

Harry's heart was instantly filled with something warm.

"Did the dean wait in the guest room alone for so long just to give you this?" Draco looked at the note in Harry's hand curiously, "Why didn't he send it to you with an owl?"

Harry gently stroked the ink on the parchment, which seemed to still exude the grassy smell of potion and the damp moldy smell of the cellar, he murmured and seemed vaguely disappointed: "Probably because owls don't have a pair of green eyes."

That night, after saying goodnight to the Malfoys, Harry happily rolled around in Draco's bed.

This is the first time he has slept on such a soft and comfortable bed. It is said that the mattress is filled with feathers of swans, peacocks and even unicorns, and the bed has also been casted with space magic, which is enough for him to roll dozens of times horizontally and vertically lock up.

Harry lay on the bed, looking at all kinds of luxurious dynamic reliefs and decorations in Draco's bedroom, and even the ceiling was really set by his father to be the same size as Hogwarts, as Draco said when he was sorted in the first year. The starry sky is as bright as the auditorium.

"I'm afraid the bedroom of Prince William and Prince Harry of the Muggle royal family in England is far inferior to Draco's bedroom, after all, their bedroom doesn't have such magic." Harry thought to himself.

Harry rolled around on Draco's bed excitedly, and he said with sincere emotion: "This is the best room I've ever seen!"

"Hey," Draco sneered disdainfully, "I bet you said the same thing when you lived in Weasley's room."

He was leaning on the bed and reading "Advanced Potion Making". On the back cover of the book was written "This book belongs to the Half-Blood Prince" in small letters.

This is the book Snape gave Harry when he went to 6 Lemon Street to bring Harry into the wizarding world.

Harry touched his nose in embarrassment, but Draco continued without raising his head: "Aren't you tired from rolling around like this? I don't know who is the student of his academy, who is his best friend Son, why didn't I see him give this book to me?"

Harry rolled to Draco's side with a smile, and snatched the book from his hand: "You have been personally tutored by him since you were a child, isn't it better than an annotated book? Draco, don't read it." , let me ask you something."

Draco was surprised to hear Harry finish Dobby's story, he frowned and said strangely: "I didn't send it, and my father and mother shouldn't be able to either. If they are afraid that you will be in danger And instead of letting you go to school, shouldn't they be more worried about me who is always with you?"

"Is there anything unusual about this house-elf? I would say something different from other elves." Harry asked, making two circles around his temple with his index finger.

"Rupee!" Draco snapped his fingers.

With a sound of "Peng--", an elf wearing a clean pillowcase with the word "Rupee" written on it appeared in front of them.

"Ruby, is there anything strange about Dobby?" Draco asked.

"Master Draco, you finally asked. Ruby told you that Dobby is too bad, Dobby is not a good elf, and Dobby is the scum of house elves!" said the elf named Ruby excitedly.

Draco and Harry looked at each other.

"Dobby fantasized about being free all day long! Oh, how could a house-elf be free! Dobby fantasized about being paid! How could a house-elf be paid! Dobby is a disgrace! A scum! Ruby don't do it with Dobby Friend! Ruby hates Dobby! All the house-elves hate Dobby!" Ruby screamed.

Draco listened to him in disbelief, he just couldn't understand how a house-elf would want freedom and wages?

In Draco's cognition, house elves were born slaves, and they were born to be extremely loyal to their masters.Especially the elves in Malfoy Manor, who have served the Malfoy family for generations, he couldn't understand Dobby's thoughts and behaviors.

After Harry entered the wizarding world, he took the initiative to systematically understand the lives of wizards, so now that he saw Draco's shocked expression, he could clearly guess what Draco was thinking.

He took Draco's hand, saving Draco from the shock and shame of being "betrayed by the lowest house-elf".

Draco let Ruby go down first, and asked Harry with a wry smile, "Don't you think it's funny? There is such a freedom-loving house-elf in the Malfoy family."

Harry shook his head: "Actually, I grew up in the Muggle world and never came into contact with house elves. I don't have any feelings about this matter. I don't think there is anything outrageous about Dobby wanting wages and yearning for freedom. I don't think there's anything wrong with wizards treating house-elves either."

Draco frowned, he collected himself, and snapped his fingers again: "Dobby!"

作者有话要说：读者“薛洋是我身下受”,灌溉营养液+12018-12-2018:01:21

Good luck to everyone who took the exam today~